The coke in the cup was already bottomed out, and Chen Sirong went to the refrigerator to fill it up.
The door of the conference room has been closed, and everything has returned to privacy and security.
Chen Sirong used the cold cup wall to press his hot cheeks, closed his eyes, but the scene just now still appeared uncontrollably.
She once touched and rubbed her master's penis with her own hands, and now she has seen it with her own eyes.
Those memories of the feel and smell need not be mobilized at all, and they are also released at the moment when the eyes are touched.
She knelt on the side of the master, naked, and had just been messed up between her legs by her lips and tongue. At this moment, she leaned on the master and carefully sucked the smell on his lips.
The penis that she had no choice but to hold with one hand was so hot and hard that she had nowhere to start.
He held his hands together and could touch the blue veins that were also rising above him.
The color is indescribable, like the liquid flowing out from the top.
Rub and press the soft thumb on the top to feel the uncontrollable beating of the penis.
And just now, Chen Sirong saw his master's penis with his own eyes.
It's exactly the same as what she touched and felt.
The visual effect is even more shocking. Just seeing its rapid erection makes Chen Sirong's legs weak.
In the conference room, the gentle air conditioning could not blow away the heat of Chen Sirong.
She was still sitting upright on the soft sofa, but her legs were tightening slightly unconsciously.
Soon, there was a voice outside.
Someone has entered the ward.
Chen Sirong turned her head and looked at the closed door, but her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.
The clamped legs are like being given a spell that cannot be unraveled for generations. The most primitive masturbation without tools also represents the most surging desire to some extent.
My fingers quietly pulled my underwear tightly, tightening it in the narrow slit, but my eyes were still looking at the door that was not moving.
Tension and exciting.
And the master who had just become erect in front of him is now having a meeting outside in a calm tone.
Will he think of himself?
Will he know that he is thinking of him masturbating in the conference room now?
Did you show her the wound on purpose?
Like that night, she said on the phone that she was masturbating.
Chen Sirong can no longer tell the difference.
They are like two magnetic blocks with strong attraction, and they can't tell whether it is gravitational force or someone is fueling the fire.
Active, passive, intentional, and unintentional. All the complex and confusing emotions are confused by the strong and chaotic vortex, but the naked fruit is always visible.
He would get an erection the moment she stroked her fingers, she would get wet the moment he got an erection.
The cotton underwear was harvested into thick ropes, grinding her swollen clitoris back and forth.
Chen Sirong's body was hardened into a steel plate and was completely controlled by lust.
If someone breaks in at this moment, she is not even sure whether she can give up the pleasure of being on the verge of orgasm.
Perhaps, when the man came in, he would see Chen Sirong with orgasm and incontinence.
Caesar was still talking, his voice was so calm and powerful.
Chen Sirong wanted the master to speak, to give him gentle admonition during Spank, and to applaud him afterwards.
I don't want to guess anymore, I don't want to blindfold my eyes anymore.
Chen Sirong wanted to listen to her master, but wanted to watch her master lose control for her.
The climax return without toy assistance is sudden and long, but it also makes people use all their strength and even their spirits are distracted.
The underwear is soaked.
Transparent liquid flows into the sensation along the labia.
Chen Sirong lay on his side on the sofa as if he was exhausted.
She barely put her skirt under her body to make sure that the sofa would not be dirty.
Then, he lay down without any strength.
My eyes were closed sleepyly, and in the quiet room, only my heartbeat was making a sound.
The large walls are still falling off, and the dominoes at the beginning will not stop.
Chen Sirong's thoughts fell into chaos, and then Qingming was clear after a moment.
She knew that from the second she arrived at the hospital, she had actually made a decision.
…………
The bathroom was on the other side of the ward, and Chen Sirong couldn't go out to clean himself.
She opened the window a crack and prayed that the smell in the room would spread a little.
The underwear is naturally uncomfortable, but it still needs to be worn.
The ice cola that has not been drunk has turned into room temperature sugar water and no longer breathes.
Chen Sirong didn't sleep all night last night. After masturbating, she felt that her eyelids were too heavy.
The sound outside turned into excellent hypnotic music, and she was trapped in the soft sofa, gradually eased her breathing.
The meeting ended forty minutes later, and after everyone left the ward, Caesar knocked on the door of the conference room three times.
It was quiet inside, without any sound.
Caesar opened a crack after his fourth knock on the door.
Grace.He shouted.
Still no reply.
The door was completely open, and he saw Chen Sirong lying on the sofa.
She must have fallen asleep.
Her long black hair covered her cheeks, revealing only her small nose and rosy lips.
His arms were well-folded upwards and pillowed under his ears, squeezing out his cute breast flesh.
The hem of the skirt was wrinkled in the center of the thighs, and the calf was slightly folded inward, making it look very obedient and docile.
The temperature in the conference room was a bit high. Caesar turned his head and found that the window was opened.
The air conditioner was not cold, but she opened a slit.
Caesar looked at Chen Sirong silently and slightly heaviered his breathing.
The flowing air was filled with his familiar and unforgettable sweetness.
The black skirt properly covered her panties.
Caesar stood beside the sofa and looked down at her.
He was sure if he lifted her skirt at this moment.
Her white underwear must be so wet.
The door of the conference room has been closed, and everything has returned to privacy and security.
Chen Sirong used the cold cup wall to press his hot cheeks, closed his eyes, but the scene just now still appeared uncontrollably.
She once touched and rubbed her master's penis with her own hands, and now she has seen it with her own eyes.
Those memories of the feel and smell need not be mobilized at all, and they are also released at the moment when the eyes are touched.
She knelt on the side of the master, naked, and had just been messed up between her legs by her lips and tongue. At this moment, she leaned on the master and carefully sucked the smell on his lips.
The penis that she had no choice but to hold with one hand was so hot and hard that she had nowhere to start.
He held his hands together and could touch the blue veins that were also rising above him.
The color is indescribable, like the liquid flowing out from the top.
Rub and press the soft thumb on the top to feel the uncontrollable beating of the penis.
And just now, Chen Sirong saw his master's penis with his own eyes.
It's exactly the same as what she touched and felt.
The visual effect is even more shocking. Just seeing its rapid erection makes Chen Sirong's legs weak.
In the conference room, the gentle air conditioning could not blow away the heat of Chen Sirong.
She was still sitting upright on the soft sofa, but her legs were tightening slightly unconsciously.
Soon, there was a voice outside.
Someone has entered the ward.
Chen Sirong turned her head and looked at the closed door, but her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.
The clamped legs are like being given a spell that cannot be unraveled for generations. The most primitive masturbation without tools also represents the most surging desire to some extent.
My fingers quietly pulled my underwear tightly, tightening it in the narrow slit, but my eyes were still looking at the door that was not moving.
Tension and exciting.
And the master who had just become erect in front of him is now having a meeting outside in a calm tone.
Will he think of himself?
Will he know that he is thinking of him masturbating in the conference room now?
Did you show her the wound on purpose?
Like that night, she said on the phone that she was masturbating.
Chen Sirong can no longer tell the difference.
They are like two magnetic blocks with strong attraction, and they can't tell whether it is gravitational force or someone is fueling the fire.
Active, passive, intentional, and unintentional. All the complex and confusing emotions are confused by the strong and chaotic vortex, but the naked fruit is always visible.
He would get an erection the moment she stroked her fingers, she would get wet the moment he got an erection.
The cotton underwear was harvested into thick ropes, grinding her swollen clitoris back and forth.
Chen Sirong's body was hardened into a steel plate and was completely controlled by lust.
If someone breaks in at this moment, she is not even sure whether she can give up the pleasure of being on the verge of orgasm.
Perhaps, when the man came in, he would see Chen Sirong with orgasm and incontinence.
Caesar was still talking, his voice was so calm and powerful.
Chen Sirong wanted the master to speak, to give him gentle admonition during Spank, and to applaud him afterwards.
I don't want to guess anymore, I don't want to blindfold my eyes anymore.
Chen Sirong wanted to listen to her master, but wanted to watch her master lose control for her.
The climax return without toy assistance is sudden and long, but it also makes people use all their strength and even their spirits are distracted.
The underwear is soaked.
Transparent liquid flows into the sensation along the labia.
Chen Sirong lay on his side on the sofa as if he was exhausted.
She barely put her skirt under her body to make sure that the sofa would not be dirty.
Then, he lay down without any strength.
My eyes were closed sleepyly, and in the quiet room, only my heartbeat was making a sound.
The large walls are still falling off, and the dominoes at the beginning will not stop.
Chen Sirong's thoughts fell into chaos, and then Qingming was clear after a moment.
She knew that from the second she arrived at the hospital, she had actually made a decision.
…………
The bathroom was on the other side of the ward, and Chen Sirong couldn't go out to clean himself.
She opened the window a crack and prayed that the smell in the room would spread a little.
The underwear is naturally uncomfortable, but it still needs to be worn.
The ice cola that has not been drunk has turned into room temperature sugar water and no longer breathes.
Chen Sirong didn't sleep all night last night. After masturbating, she felt that her eyelids were too heavy.
The sound outside turned into excellent hypnotic music, and she was trapped in the soft sofa, gradually eased her breathing.
The meeting ended forty minutes later, and after everyone left the ward, Caesar knocked on the door of the conference room three times.
It was quiet inside, without any sound.
Caesar opened a crack after his fourth knock on the door.
Grace.He shouted.
Still no reply.
The door was completely open, and he saw Chen Sirong lying on the sofa.
She must have fallen asleep.
Her long black hair covered her cheeks, revealing only her small nose and rosy lips.
His arms were well-folded upwards and pillowed under his ears, squeezing out his cute breast flesh.
The hem of the skirt was wrinkled in the center of the thighs, and the calf was slightly folded inward, making it look very obedient and docile.
The temperature in the conference room was a bit high. Caesar turned his head and found that the window was opened.
The air conditioner was not cold, but she opened a slit.
Caesar looked at Chen Sirong silently and slightly heaviered his breathing.
The flowing air was filled with his familiar and unforgettable sweetness.
The black skirt properly covered her panties.
Caesar stood beside the sofa and looked down at her.
He was sure if he lifted her skirt at this moment.
Her white underwear must be so wet.
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